Under the drastic change in expression of Lin Ping and the others, Qin Feng sneered, and without the slightest hesitation, consumed a berserk pill in one go.
After consuming the berserk pill, it melted instantly and a berserk energy rushed into Qin Feng's limbs and bones, and a fierce and fiendish aura rushed straight to Tianling.
The berserk pills would draw in the blood and soul of the Demonic Beast, and it would also draw out the soul of the vicious beast that had low intelligence and relied on instinct to act. Only this kind of blood from the vicious beast would have such a berserk aura, only able to stimulate the human body.
Qin Feng let out a cold snort. Her eyes were bright, and she did not descend into a berserk state after consuming the berserk pill.
What a joke, this fiendish aura that affected one's mind was so weak compared to the fiendish aura of the Ten Thousand blood pool s that Ling Yun used to train his willpower.
However, the medicinal power of the berserk pill did not dissipate because of it, and his aura continued to rise. Violent fluctuations of spiritual energy emanated from his body, and faintly showed signs of climbing up to the Martial King realm.
It had to be known that the difference between a Martial Master and Martial King was like a huge gap that was difficult for an ordinary person to cross.
Seeing Qin Feng consuming the Berserk Pill, but his eyes were extremely clear, not being affected by the Evil Qi, Lin Ping and the rest's expressions changed, their eyes were filled with disbelief, and they muttered: "How is that possible?!"
As members of a large clan, although berserk pills were rare and valuable, and hard to refine, they were still used to risk their lives. They had long prepared for Qin Feng's plan, but did not put it to heart.
After all, after consuming the Berserk Pill, one would be affected by the vicious beast's spirit. Although their strength had increased, their mind was in chaos. As long as they were careful and waited for the berserk Pills's power to fade for an hour, that would be enough.
However, they had never thought that Qin Feng's mental state had not been affected, and he was still very clear-headed. This would be troublesome, Qin Feng's mental state was still intact, so he could not squander his power recklessly, which posed a huge threat to them.
"Don't worry, given his current condition, even if he isn't affected by the berserk pill, he won't be able to hold on for long." Lin Ping shouted loudly to stabilize his heart.
When the others heard this, they thought about it and the panic on their faces gradually disappeared as they revealed fiendish smiles one after another.
Although the current Qin Feng looked strong, but he was just an empty shell, with a strong exterior and weak core. His current situation, was simply adding oil to the fire, causing his situation to worsen, and hasten the eruption of his injuries.
In this situation, although he was still not Qin Feng's match, he was confident that he could stop him from escaping. As long as it was time, Qin Feng would let them have their way.
Qin Feng sneered, a berserk look flashing past his eyes, he was clearer than anyone else on the situation now, he knew that even if he escaped, he would still die, thus, he did not want to escape, he just wanted to drag everyone down and save himself from the loneliness on the road to the Yellow Springs.
His hands formed a seal at lightning speed, and his face suddenly flushed red. His skin also became fiery-red and boiling hot, and cyan smoke appeared above his head as if they were on fire.
"Burn..." Blood... Large... "Dharma!" Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared out with a low voice, like a beast that had nowhere to go. His aura suddenly soared, and instantly broke through the barrier between a martial master and his Martial King, as his Martial King aura fluctuated outwards.
Qin Feng could feel that his body was filled with powerful energy, which could even break the heavens. Even if the Expert of Martial Saint stage was in front of him, he could still fight.
However, he knew that this feeling was just an illusion of a sudden increase in strength. Even if he had completely used up his flesh and blood, or even if the spiritual body were to burn, let alone Martial Saint, even a Martial Monarch would be able to easily pinch him to death.